| Reprimanded, why shouldn’t I curse |
| In an email I sent lying when I skip work? |
| Two-week notice, I’d rather be poor |
| Barely paid me enough for the nothing I’m worth |
| Faraday |
| No one wants to know how bad you feel |
| All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on |
| Budgeting how long you’ll be alive |
| And if I’ve gotta hear the same song again |
| From the manager’s Pandora playlist |
| I swear to God, I’ll fill the sink with ammonia and chlorine and block every |
| door |
| And fill every vent, and fill every vent |
| Making the wrong choice every time that I come in |
| Though they guarantee the longer I commit |
| That I will see it get better |
| When’s it get better? |
| Faraday |
| No one wants to know how bad you feel |
| All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on |
| Budgeting how long you’ll be alive |
| Why talk about it? |
| The colors melt from the lines |
| I spent the best years of my life alone most the time |
| My family works till they die |
| I wish I were happy to do that, but can’t fall in line |
| No, I can’t fall in line, no, I can’t fall in line |
| Faraday, Faraday, Faraday |
| Keep the lights on |
| Faraday |
| No one wants to know how bad you feel |
| All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on |
| Budgeting how long you’ll be alive |
| Why talk about it? |
| Faraday |
| No one wants to know how bad you feel |
| All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on |
| Budgeting how long you’ll be alive |
| Why talk about it? |